There's this girl I realy dig. She goes to another school though. The other day though I finally got up the boulders to ask her for her e-mail address. So we can keep in touch when she goes aways again. Well she gave me an expired one: an expired address. But i really wish I could have her real one that way I can send her an e-mail saying "Ok I get the point."
This is the kinda stuff that makes me hate Christmas. And plus I get to spend Christmas with my entire family. Most of whom I don't even know. All the rest don't even care that I live on this earth. Then today I woke up and I'm sick. For the first time in two years.
No one's commenting on my journal anymore. Someone please tell me Christmas doesn't suck. That it's gonna be alright.
This is the kinda stuff that makes me hate Christmas. And plus I get to spend Christmas with my entire family. Most of whom I don't even know. All the rest don't even care that I live on this earth. Then today I woke up and I'm sick. For the first time in two years.
No one's commenting on my journal anymore. Someone please tell me Christmas doesn't suck. That it's gonna be alright.



